He’d become part of their routine, always greeting Lily with a fact about whichever animal she was most excited to see that week. “You’re early,” he said, glancing at Caleb with a good-natured smirk. “Someone couldn’t wait again?” Caleb rubbed the back of his neck. “She’s been up since six. I didn’t stand a chance.”
Ethan chuckled and leaned down toward Lily. “Well, you’re in luck. The foxes are awake early today, and I saw your favorite already pacing by the rocks.” Her eyes widened. “Shira?” “The one and only.” They started their usual route, winding through the tree-lined paths where mist still clung to the air.